As soon as he finished speaking, a snake-headed turtle rushed out from the formation. It was shaped like an iron tower, with a body of green armor and a mouth full of fangs, and was extremely ferocious.
Nascent Soul stage.
Before they could even take a breath, high-level spirit beasts jumped out of the formation one after another. One by one, they were huge.
The bigger the spiritual beast is, the higher its cultivation level is.
The spiritual beasts that leaped out of the formation were not all gone, and not a single one was below the Jindan stage.
The beast tide summoned by the Dragon King in the Spirit Severing Stage can flatten any city.
The mountains and fields seem narrow in front of the army of spiritual beasts.
The cultivation level of the Zuo family cultivators was not necessarily lower than theirs, and they were even better than these beasts in terms of coordination. However, they were frightened by their momentum and took a step back involuntarily.
"City Lord, this..."
"Why are you panicking? Have you ever dealt with a beast tide?"
In the four continents, wherever there are sacred mountains, there must be sacred beasts. Where there are many sacred beasts, beast tides will arise due to various reasons such as strange phenomena, migration, and wars. Older cultivators with more experience have participated in resisting beast tides at least once or twice and have a lot of experience in dealing with beast tides.
Everyone was panicked just now because when these many high-level spirit beasts rushed out, their momentum was too strong, just as Zuo Shaode said - it was an army of thousands.
It seemed as if they were on the boundless black sea, their bodies were as small as dust. These spirit beasts rushed over in an instant, like black waves rushing straight into the sky, pressing down directly.
Panic spreads.
Zuo Shaode was the backbone of the group. He remained calm as usual, which gave everyone peace of mind.
His tone was calm, without any sign of panic.
Everyone calmed down and thought to themselves, it's true, they have dealt with beast tides before, this time the beasts were just more powerful than previous ones.
"I've never encountered a beast tide, so I'll just take this as an opportunity to broaden my horizons." Zuo Shaode took out a pill from his arms. The pill was milky white with intricate patterns on it.
Zhong Michu smelled a familiar scent, his face suddenly darkened like frost, and he looked at Zuo Shaode with cold eyes.
Zuo Shaode swallowed the pill, looked at Zhong Michu's face, and said with a smile: "The dragon race's sense of smell is too sensitive."
A row of icicles rose from the ground and spread out towards Zuo Shaode. The farther they went, the higher the icicles became.
The icicles are sharp, like the fangs of a giant beast.
In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Zuo Shaode. When it reached Zuo Shaode, it was already several feet high, rushing straight into the center of the sky.
Zuo Shaode rode the wind into the air and retreated into the air above and behind.
The icicle broke into thousands of three-inch long ice cones, which shot towards Zuo Shaode as fast as rain.
Zhong Michu also rose into the air, riding the wind.
As soon as she left the ground, the spirit beasts she summoned seemed to have received an order and attacked the monks of the Zuo family together.
As the two sides fought, the roars of the spirit beasts continued.
Zhong Michu just looked at Zuo Shaode coldly.
The ice cones attacked one after another, like thousands of arrows shot at the same time.
When it touched Zuo Shaode, a hole appeared in the void in front of Zuo Shaode. It was so dark that no one could see what was inside. There was wind in the gap, which sucked in all the ice cones.
At some point, a crack appeared in the void behind Zhong Michu, and thousands of ice cones shot out from the void and attacked her back.
Zhong Michu turned her hand lightly, and the ice cone's attack softened instantly, flying obediently into the palm of her hand, where it piece by piece came together to form a long ice sword.
Zuo Shaode has two spiritual roots, which is rarer than many single spiritual roots. He has one fire spiritual root and the other a mutant spiritual root that can control space.
Unfortunately, his talent is limited, and the degree and scope of his control over this ability are limited.
Even so, it is very scary.
Zhong Michu investigated the battle between Xuanmiao Sect and the others. The reason why Xuanmiao Sect was defeated so quickly was Ji Xiyan's betrayal, but Zuo Shaode's help was also indispensable.
She found out that Zuo Shaode could control space, and guessed that Zuo Shaode had arrived at Jingdu Mountain before the Zuo family attacked the mountain. He took advantage of the lax defenses in the mountain and used this ability to bypass the mountain guarding formation without anyone noticing.
When the time is right, he will join forces with Ji Xiyan to eliminate Elder Liuhe first.
Because of this, she had some understanding of the ability of Zuo Shaode's spiritual root.
It takes time for Zuo Shaode to open up the space.
slow.
If you use magic to give him a gap, he will be able to open up space, and no matter how powerful the moves you send out are, they will be sent back by him.
The only way to deal with him is to be quick.
Close combat.
After she made an appointment to fight with Zuo Taisui and took back Xuanmiao Gate, the next person she had to deal with was Zuo Shaode.
This was the original plan, but something unexpected happened along the way.
Zuo Shaode also saw through Zhong Michu's plan. While Zhong Michu was concentrating her sword, he did not rush to attack her, but instead shot an arrow into the sky.
The scorching spiritual arrow shot up into the sky, a red light flashed, the clouds in the sky dissipated, the sky was clear and blue, the sun was scorching overhead, and the air was extremely dry.
Zuo Shaode knew that Zhong Michu was proficient in both magic and swordsmanship.
The ground was burned to scorch by his previous arrow, and the clouds in the sky were cleared away by him. No matter how powerful Zhong Michu was, there was no water in this area, and her magic would be half-suppressed.
Zuo Shaode said: "Dragon King, even though your cultivation is higher than mine, it is not certain that you can defeat me."
Zhong Michu said coldly: "That pill."
Zuo Shaode smiled. Before Gu Fuyou destroyed the Qilin marrow, the Zuo family had taken a portion of it and preserved it. Zuo Shaode and Zuo Yuezhi relied on this thing to ascend to the level of spirit.
Part of the preserved Qilin marrow was given to Du Pan to make elixirs, and the most effective one was the elixir he took.
When they reach the level of distraction, no elixir can be effective for their cultivation. However, the elixir that Du Pan refined using Qilin marrow can increase spiritual power for a long time and sharpen the six senses without any side effects.
Zuo Shaode felt his body getting hot, as if he had endless spiritual power. He said, "It is worthy of being the most precious Qilin marrow."
Zhong Michu's face became increasingly ugly.
Zuo Shaode said: "The girl from the Gu family is really close to you. You protected her so much back then. Seven hundred years later, you still have the Dragon King get angry for her. Ha, if she is still alive, she must feel honored."
Zhong Michu said: "If she is still alive, she will make sure your Zuo family will never recover."
As soon as their eyes met, they started fighting.
Zuo Shaode put away his bow and took out a scimitar shaped like a full moon, and used it to block Zhong Michu's sword.
In an instant, sword shadows and knife lights appeared, stirring up gusts of black wind.
Zuo Shaode went straight to Zhong Mi Chuxin to greet him.
The Dragon King's weakness, his fatal weakness, is known to everyone in the Zuo family.
He said that Zhong Michu might not win, and he was not being arrogant. Zhong Michu was one level higher than him, but he had elixirs to improve his spiritual power, and he knew Zhong Michu's weaknesses, so he turned his weakness into strength.
He directly took advantage of Zhong Michu's weakness. Although he could not be described as upright, he was not despicable either.
In a battle between the gods, it's either you die or I live. I have to use all means to win.
The battle was fierce in heaven and on earth.
The place where the people of Yinxuezhai and the slaves were on the hillside was guarded tightly by Yinhe Xinghan and others.
Yi'er was watching from the ground, feeling extremely anxious. She vaguely felt that five or six days had passed, but in fact, it was only half a day, and it was almost dusk.
Yi Er looked up at the sky, then looked into the distance, and cried, "Why hasn't mother A Man come back yet?"
I am worried about Zhong Michu, and I am also concerned about Gu Fuyou.
Suddenly, she heard a noise and saw a shadow falling rapidly from the sky out of the corner of her eye.
She looked at him and her breathing stopped.
Zuo Shaode swung his knife straight in front of Zhong Michu, and the two of them fell from the air, one above and one below.
Zhong Michu fell on the scorched earth, and Zuo Shaode's scimitar pressed towards him. Zhong Michu blocked it with his left arm and right hand. There were no scales on the palm of his right hand, and blood was already flowing out.
The ice sword had been chopped into pieces by Zuo Shaode's sword, and the fragments flew everywhere, scratching the ear without scales.
The two were fighting fiercely. Zuo Shaode's eyes were red and Zhong Michu's pupils shrank into spindle shapes.
Zuo Shaode growled, "You lose!"
Suddenly, a black crack appeared in the space from Zhong Michu's arm to his heart. The cold blade of the scimitar forced out from it, falling like thunder and striking Zhong Michu's heart.
There were no scales in that place, such as the palm of the right hand, which was bleeding from the blade.
If Zuo Shaode went a few inches deeper, the Dragon King would lose and would have to be slaughtered by him. His heart was pounding and he was extremely excited.
The problems after killing the Four Dragon Kings no longer troubled him.
Zhong Michu quickly turned around and pressed his foot against Zuo Shaode's abdomen, preventing him from exerting any more pressure.
With a flick of his injured hand, countless blood drops splashed out, stretching into countless tiny blood-colored ice needles, as thin as cow hair, shooting towards Zuo Shaode.
Zuo Shaode didn't want to give up the great opportunity in front of him, so he didn't defend himself and insisted on attacking. If he failed, he would die.
When the ice needle pierced into the body, I immediately felt a sharp pain and the chill spread all over, as if the blood was frozen.
Zuo Shaode frowned and groaned, quickly turning his spiritual power to resist the cold.
But something unusual happened at this moment.
The body should have been full of spiritual energy, inexhaustible, but now it was empty. The spiritual energy disappeared without a trace in an instant.
It wasn't just a moment. He had felt that his spiritual power was insufficient before, but at the critical moment, he was only one step away from defeating Zhong Mi Chu, so he didn't think about it carefully.
Zuo Shaode had no time to be surprised, and lost his mind at that moment. Zhong Michu suddenly counterattacked, and bloody ice flowers bloomed from her palm and shot towards him.
This time I had to hide, but I was no longer able to do so.
Zuo Shaode drew his knife and stepped back, but he was still stabbed in several places and the bleeding immediately began to flow.
Not only was the bleeding not stopping, the wound was bleeding profusely, as if it was a flood outlet, and all the blood in the body was about to flow out from there.
Zuo Shaode arrived and said, "You..."
He suddenly leaned over, covered his mouth, and vomited a large pool of blood.
Bleeding began to flow from all seven orifices.
Zuo Shaode looked at Zhong Michu's figure through blurred vision, and suddenly remembered a scene seven hundred years ago.
In Lihen Heaven, several monks from his Zuo family died violently. Their bodies were like punctured blood bags, and blood gushed out of their bodies, dyeing the snow-white Zhuling Broken Platform bright red.
If you can control water to the extreme, you will be able to control the blood in the human body.
If Zuo Shaode had sufficient spiritual power, he would not have been hit, and Zhong Michu would not have been able to control the blood in his body.
But at this moment, all the spiritual power in his body was gone.
Zuo Shaode thought that the disappearance of his spiritual power was also caused by Zhong Michu. Before he fell, he said intermittently: "No, you are worthy of being the Dragon King..."
Zuo Shaode was defeated. The Zuo family monks in the forest were all shocked and couldn't believe it. They had originally had the upper hand in the beast tide, but now they were distracted and began to retreat step by step.
When they were about to retreat, a strong wind blew from behind and they could hardly stand.
Looking back, I saw a green shadow like an arrow shot from a bow.
As he passed by, not only did the cultivators of the Zuo family suffer, but even the spirit beasts were beaten back, leaving a bloody path.
Go straight to Zhong Michu.
When Yier saw Zuo Shaode fall, she wanted to go with Si Miao despite Yinhe Xinghan's obstruction.
Halfway through the journey, a gust of wind blew past.
Yi'er was delighted: "Ah Man, mother."
Gu Fuyou flew straight to Zhong Michu, his feet still in the air. When Zhong Michu stood up, he staggered and fell forward.
Gu Fuyou hugged her tightly, his hands trembling, his dark green pupils turning red, and he shouted, "I'm going to skin him alive! I'm going to skin him alive!"
Feeling someone approaching, Gu Fuyou hugged Zhong Michu tighter, as if he was afraid that she would be taken away by someone else, and wanted to strangle her into his body, and suddenly turned around and glared at the person who came.
Yi'er was frightened by Gu Fuyou's fierce look and stood still.
Si Miao pretended not to notice and walked to her side: "Let me see her injury."
When Gu Fuyou saw that it was them, he let go of Zhong Michu and asked Si Miao to check her injuries.
There was still murderous intent in Gu Fuyou's eyes. He took out Yinhen, walked up to Zuo Shaode, and stabbed it downwards into his dantian.
Unfinished. She drew her sword and struck again, faster and harder.
Zhong Michu had already drained most of the blood from Zuo Shaode's body, and even if Gu Fuyou stabbed him again, no more blood would flow out. Gu Fuyou thought it was not enough.
When the sword fell again, her wrist was grabbed by someone.
Zhong Michu said softly: "He is dead."
Gu Fuyou looked back at her and sneered, "So what if you die? It won't end even if you die."
Not over yet.
The corpse can still be insulted.
The image of Gu Shuangqing's body hanging on the city wall kept flashing in her mind.
Hang it higher.
Lift it higher.
Gu Fuyou almost gritted his teeth and stabbed down with the sword.
Zhong Michu no longer had the strength to hold her back. She didn't have the elixir made from Qilin marrow to keep her spiritual power full at all times, and the battle with Zuo Shaode had almost exhausted her spiritual power.
No matter how strong she is, she will get tired.
He leaned behind Gu Fuyou and fainted.
Gu Fuyou was shocked to find that the person standing behind him fell down. He was startled and immediately turned around and hugged her.
He held her body and called out urgently: "Si Miao!"